Interrupting?

"Fuck."

"A new curse word you learned, Malfoy?"

The door slammed shut automatically by itself again.

"Actually Granger the word "fuck" is actually a good thing it's the same as shagging. Its ironic because-"

"Interrupting something?"

There were two different responses. A "No." from Hermione and a "Yes." From Draco. Unfortunately for Malfoy, Blaise chose not to listen to the history of the word 'fuck.' Draco was greatly disappointed and scowled.

"Its something to be done, not explained." Blaise had a devious smile on his face as he looked at Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes when she heard this. Boys.

"How did you get in here?"

'Why would someone tell Blaise (of all people) the password to the Head's rooms?' thought Hermione.

Malfoy also thought it was odd.

"The portrait kind of let me in." It actually sounded kind of strange when he said it than when he thought about it. He tilt his head trying to rephrase what he said, but decided taking back words would make him look even more stupid.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" Hermione gave a puzzled look. It was true he had come out of the blue.

"Uh.." What was he doing here? Bloody hell! What was he doing here! Blimey, he had no idea!

"Well I still can't believe they wouldn't let me in and let him in without an arguement of the password!" Malfoy seemed like he would throw a tantrum. He really did not like the new password.

Blaise raised an eyebrow.

"Yea I know, I'm such a genius." Blaise smirked. Why did Slytherins have to smirk so much?

Malfoy crossed his arms and looked Blaise straight in the eyes.

"How much did you see." Malfoy was not eager to hear a positive response.

Blaise didn't budge as most would when given the glare of Malfoy.

"Well...Everything." he said with a smirk that made Malfoy have a little color in his cheeks.

Malfoy smirked, but regained his cool composure after realising it was just a kick in the...and landing awkwardly on top of...

His smirk did not stay put confidently.

Blaise smirked, not knowing what the hell just happened.

Hermione left the room. Annoyed by the fact that Blaise had shown up out of nowhere, for no reason at all and seen her kick Malfoy in the balls. Great, very attractive.

There was a very awkward moment after Hermione left.

"So what in the bloody hell just happened?"

"What do you mean what the fuck just happened? Didn't you say you saw everything?"

"Technically I just said hell.. but.."

"I don't give a crap, alright? Just belt up."

"What the-?"

Suddenly Blaise started laughing. "Were you..were you.. kicked in the goolies? I mean when I walked in you were-"

"Don't you think I know that! I mean n-no of course not! I'm Draco-"

"Malfoy. Shut up. By the way, what happened to that one notebook you were going to show me?"

"How dare you telling me to-! "

"The Notebook."

"What are you blubbering about?" Draco crossed his arms in frustration.

"Your father didn't tell you about it?" Blaise had a very content look on his face.